Chapter 210 Finally, she can speak. Sang Zhitao has no pixels and...
Sang Zhitao didn't struggle as expected; instead, she obediently hugged the Heavenly Dao Divine Throne and was carried all the way downstairs.
When they got downstairs, Suhe, panting heavily, subconsciously hugged Sang Zhitao closer. It was then that she suddenly realized that Sang Zhitao was not as obedient as she had imagined.
Suhe felt a sense of relief. She paused for a moment before slowly walking out the door.
When Fu Guanshi saw her come out, he went straight to her and asked, "How was it?"
Suhe couldn't help but twitch her lips before looking at the spirit cat on the coffin bearer's shoulder: "Could you please translate this for me? What does she want to do?"
Fu Guanshi turned his head blankly to look at the spirit cat.
The cat stretched on her shoulder, then suddenly jumped onto Suhe's shoulder and meowed a few times at Sang Zhitao.
Sang Zhitao belongs to the spirit beast race in this world, so she can naturally understand the words of the spirit cat, who is also a spirit beast.
She made two "ah ah" sounds at the civet cat.
The cat nodded thoughtfully before jumping back onto the coffin-bearer's shoulder.
The Fu Guan clan is accompanied by a spirit cat from birth. The two are naturally connected, so they can know each other's thoughts without needing to communicate.
After listening to the spirit cat's thoughts, Fu Guanshi explained to Su He, "She said she wants you to dismantle this altar, because there are things she needs inside."
Su He frowned deeply: "Although this is only a divine position, it is still a representation of the Heavenly Dao. How can it be dismantled at will?"
Sang Zhitao let out two more cries of "ah ah" at the spirit cat.
“She said this must be related to the global crisis,” Fu Guanshi quickly explained.
Hearing her say that, Suhe sighed slightly and nodded in agreement: "Understood."
As Suhe spoke, she carried Sang Zhitao and led the coffin-bearer to the restaurant.
Just then, Jinmai was arranging a meal with his servants. When they saw them come in, he hurried forward to greet them.
"Husband, go get the hammer and pliers. I need to dismantle the Heavenly Dao Divine Position." Seeing Jinmai there, Suhe hurriedly stepped forward and said.
Jinmai was stunned at first, glancing incredulously at the Heavenly Dao Divine Throne in Sang Zhitao's arms. Only after Suhe urged him repeatedly did he go to get the tools with a blank expression.
He was quick; in no time, he brought over a tool cabinet with his servants.
"Why did you bring this here?" Suhe couldn't help but tease.
This tool cabinet is said to be the most expensive and complete tool cabinet in the world, and it was also a gift she gave to her husband for their third anniversary.
It's usually kept in the tool shed, and Jinmai sometimes makes handicrafts there and gives them to her.
Jinmai always cherished this tool cabinet and never let anyone except his wife and himself touch it, but he never expected that it would be pushed here today.
“I figured you probably didn’t want to disassemble it by force, so I just pushed it over and helped you with it. This set of tools is complete and precise.” Jinmai said to his wife after carefully wiping the places the servant had touched with a tissue.
Suhe smiled and nodded, then looked down at Sang Zhitao and said, "Good baby, give me this, I'll help you open it, okay?"
Sang Zhitao released her grip immediately after hearing this.
Seeing this, Suhe's smile deepened.
After gently taking the Heavenly Dao Divine Throne from Sang Zhitao's hands and placing it on the workbench on the tool cabinet, the couple worked together to carefully disassemble the Heavenly Dao Divine Throne into pieces.
"What is this?" Jinmai had just pried open the Heavenly Dao God's seat with a wedge when he discovered a bright, sparkling spot inside.
"What's wrong?" Suhe heard her husband's exclamation and quickly went over to see.
The gap that has been pried open is not very large yet, but you can vaguely see something deep inside.
The two exchanged a glance and tacitly increased the pressure in their hands.
With a crisp "crack!", the divine tablet in their hands split in two.
The glowing object then appeared before everyone's eyes.
This is a fragment of jade, like a piece chipped off from a jade pendant.
Looking at the familiar fragments, Sang Zhitao sighed inwardly, "They really are fragments of the world."
Su He held the broken pieces in her hands, her face showing hesitation.
She felt a sense of familiarity about the fragment, but couldn't quite place where she had seen it before.
Just as she was about to examine the jade fragment in her hand more closely,
The fragments trembled incessantly at her fingertips, and then, in the instant she could no longer grasp them, they rushed directly into Sang Zhitao's body.
"Be careful!" Su Hehe, holding Sang Zhitao, instinctively tried to stop the jade fragments, but unfortunately, she couldn't keep up and could only watch helplessly as the jade fragments entered Sang Zhitao's body.
Sang Zhitao felt herself enveloped by a familiar aura, and her soul fell into a familiar memory space.
There are many more memory orbs here than before.
Just then, a memory orb that had never appeared before floated past Sang Zhitao, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.
"Tao Tao, you must remember that all worlds are connected." A woman with white hair, white eyes, and fair skin, dressed in white, held Sang Zhi Tao in her arms and looked up at the sky as she spoke.
The size of Sang Zhitao in the memory ball was almost the same as her real size, about the size of a baby a few months old.
She carefully looked around, but did not see any other teachers.
This is different from her previous memories. In her previous memories, she saw the teachers meeting her one by one, but the one in front of her didn't seem to be among them.
The white-haired woman didn't seem to care about Sang Zhitao's reply. She smiled, picked her up, and flew a short distance forward. Pointing to the ancient city below the clouds, she said, "Look, we speak the same language, use similar scripts, and have almost identical histories."
As she spoke, she carried Sang Zhitao and flew towards the sky.
At the edge of the sky here is a huge dome.
She carefully touched the dome and said to Sang Zhitao, "Look at this familiar dome, it's something that exists in every world."
After saying that, she tightened her embrace around Sang Zhitao and suddenly waved her hand, creating a crack in the dome.
Gusts of wind swept in from the crack, making it hard for her to stand.
It took her a while to suppress the strong wind and squeeze through the gap with Sang Zhitao.
This is a space that can be described as nothingness.
Many large and small glass spheres are scattered around the world.
She pointed to a medium-sized glass ball behind her and said, "Look, this is where we just arrived."
He pointed to another spot: "That's the world of trees."
After introducing the other world spheres, the white-haired woman pointed to the ground and said, "You see, we are all connected."
Sang Zhitao followed her hand and looked down, and saw that each world sphere had an extended line that gathered together and stretched into the depths.
The white-haired woman seemed to know what she was thinking, gazing into the depths of the space, her voice somewhat hoarse: "There...that is..."
Before she could finish speaking, Sang Zhitao suddenly returned from the void.
"Bao'er?" Suhe gently shook her, and only breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her open her eyes. "You scared me to death."
"It's nothing," Sang Zhitao said in a childlike voice.
Hearing that sweet little voice, Suhe felt so cute that she wanted to kiss her a few times. For a moment, she didn't even realize that she could understand what the little girl was saying.
It wasn't until Sang Zhitao pushed her hard, shouting, "Help!!"
"Wow~ What is this thing? It's so useful!" Su He looked at the Heavenly Dao Divine Position parts on the control panel in disbelief, and then looked at Sang Zhitao.
“World fragments, I need you to keep helping me find them,” Sang Zhitao said, rolling her eyes at her.
Suhe looked at her, somewhat bewildered: "A fragment of the world?"
Sang Zhitao picked at her fingers before saying, "Well, you can think of it as a key tool for saving the world."
“Alright…” Suhe hesitated for a moment, but didn’t say anything more.
"Then what exactly is the force that will destroy the world?" Su He asked after a moment's hesitation.
Sang Zhitao shook her head: "I don't know either."
“Then…” Suhe asked, her face full of worry.
Before she could finish speaking, Sang Zhitao interrupted her, saying, "Take it slow. When a crisis comes, something unusual will always happen."
Hearing her say this, Suhe could only suppress her doubts and remain silent.
While this place is filled with hesitation and worry about the future, in a corner of this world, a group of people are arguing over the matter of the West Mountain Altar.
"The altar in Anling Town has been discovered?" A thin, horse-faced old man swept his cold eyes across the crowd.
A young man knelt on the open ground in front of him, trembling with fear. He was so scared that he stammered, "Yes...yes, it had already been demolished when we arrived."
"Who did it?" the horse-faced old man continued.
The young man shuddered as he was swept by the man's cold gaze: "It's...it's Master Zhitian and the others."
"The Celestial Masters..." The old man with the horse-like face frowned and said with some confusion, "How could it attract their attention? The altar in Anling Town has existed for more than three hundred years, but it has never attracted the attention of the Celestial Masters clan."
The young man swallowed hard and hurriedly kowtowed, explaining, "I don't know why, but suddenly there was a loud noise in the West Mountain, and the trees next to the altar all fell down. That's why the Celestial Master came up the mountain to investigate..."
Hearing his explanation, the old man with the horse-like face didn't look any better. Instead, he looked at the young man with suspicion in his eyes: "Why did it fall?"
The young man shook his head repeatedly: "Nothing unusual has happened to us."
"Useless trash!" the horse-faced old man shouted angrily.
Upon seeing this, a plump old man in his forties couldn't help but laugh and say, "Third Uncle, don't blame him. This was an accident, so you can't blame him."
The old man with the horse-like face glanced at him sideways and couldn't help but say coldly, "One accident destroyed one of our altar sites. What if there were a few more accidents? Wouldn't our great cause be cut short before it was accomplished?"
The obese man wiped his sweat and chuckled awkwardly, "Is it really that unlucky?"
The old man with the horse-like face didn't reply to him. Instead, he looked at the young man and said, "I don't care what method you use to find the cause of the accident. I hope this situation will not happen again."
The young man understood that the man intended to let him off lightly, and breathed a sigh of relief, repeatedly kowtowing and swearing an oath.
The old man with the horse-like face gave him a disdainful look and waved him away.
After everyone had left, he turned to the crowd and said, "You've all heard the news. The world is about to descend into chaos. This is the perfect opportunity for us to rise up. So, guard your own little corner of the world and don't cause any trouble, or don't blame me for cleaning up your ranks."
Upon hearing this, everyone became more serious and hurriedly swore an oath to him.
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